Hi Peoples. It has been quite some time. A few months in fact since I actually wrote a post and also removed all of my old posts. The idea was to start fresh and to bring a revamped site about and then well, I suppose I let other things get in the way and here we are again, practically blank site and a new post. However, things are going to be a tad different this time. There will indeed be a completely updated site and logo and all that jazz coming in the near future and until that time comes, you will have the pleasure of reading about me and all my radicchiolousness. Yea that is right, not the usual ridiculousness, but radicchiolous, as in a word play off of the chicory that I love thanks to my freakish taste buds that adore all things bitter.
I have to say, I was not the genius who came up with this obscenely appropriate phrase well, for me…I owe that to one of the people that has actually been the inspiration for the title of this post. Let’s just call him LB as not sure how he feels about me writing about him here but I hope I can continue to write about him as there is a lot to say. I already warned him that I even plan on devoting a column on this blog to him as it is related to his approach to food & drink-which is deliberate yet playful and inspiring. He has been one of a few individuals who over the past few months of life, have been rocks and life changers. The months have been a few interesting ones to say the least, and I suppose always are in some way…but I have been met with challenges that I never expected. I am not proud of the ways in which I handled them all but all I can do is take these things and learn from there to move towards the path in a way, to move towards a better place. In a way and in homage to my friend Stephen ( who makes amazingly practical and beautiful things from reclaimed wood www.lefttorightfurniture.com among his many other talents) it is taking things Left and making them Right. Using experiences and flaws and mess-ups as signposts to get you back on track to doing the right thing.
The Right Thing. What does that mean? It means something different for everyone. It means doing you. It means attempting to pursue a path in which you look out for what you want. It means learning to listen to yourself (whatever that is at the moment) and following that. It means being selfish sometimes but always being compassionate. It means me writing this blog post write now as I fully engage in what I want my life to be-at least at this moment- and not what I think it should be or what others expect it to be. It is scary. I will tell you that much. It is also exhilarating. If you asked me a few years back what it felt like to be doing “the right thing” I probably wouldn’t have been able to answer it. My reply back would likely have been, “the right thing for whom?” A few months ago when LB asked me in the most encouraging way “how does it feel to be doing the right thing?” I replied “I don’t know.” I have spent most of my life never feeling like I was doing the right thing. I still struggle with it but now I can say that I least I understand where his inquiry was coming from. I think it was an attempt at empowerment and someone telling me that they believed in what I was as a person and how I lived my life on a daily basis. On acting on the things I valued and on how I wanted to interact with the world. While he hasn’t asked me in quite some time, which has made me believing that I’m doing the right thing all the more questionable, I sent him a message today saying, hey it feels pretty darn good to be doing the right thing.
Stay tuned. Many a good (and delicious/radicchiolous) things to come.
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